My Inline Husband

Chapter 5

Marcell thought hard. But he did not understand what the middle-aged man was trying to say.

"Sorry Uncle. Maybe Uncle's the wrong guy. I don't know neither you nor your daughter."

Papa Gibran was angered by Marcell's words. "You little boy, do you want to run away from responsibility?! You've impregnated my daughter and you're saying that you don't know my daughter?!" Papa's getting fiery. But he kept trying to control his anger.

Degs...

At once Marcell remembered the incident with Anggi in the forest. Could it...?

Marcell swallowed his saliva hard. "A-what Uncle is Papa from Anggi's sister?" ask Marcell carefully.

He stared at Papa Gibran whose eyes were almost out of place. It is very scary according to the man who is still in 3rd grade of High School.

"So now you remember?! Goody. I want you to be responsible to my daughter."

Marcell was silent for a moment when he heard Papa Gibran. It made Papa Gibran furious.

"Why silence? So you mind if you have to take responsibility? What kind of man are you! Dare to act but dare not take responsibility!"

"I'm willing to marry Uncle's daughter. But... What about Brother Anggi, does he want me to marry you? Uncle see for myself that I am still in school, and also, I am not a rich person like Uncle," said Marcell.

Now replace the silent Papa Gibran. If he gave his daughter to a child who is still in High School, what about the fate of his daughter later?

"You're it! Already know still High School, have dared to impregnate my daughter. We'll talk about it again. So you want to take responsibility or not?!" exclaim Papa Gibran.

"I'll take responsibility, Uncle. I'm not the kind of guy who runs away from responsibility. Uncle can hold my word. I'll come to Uncle's house and propose to Uncle's daughter" Marcell said confidently.

Seeing the seriousness of Marcell's face, Papa Gibran felt sure that Marcel was not the type of man who was free from responsibility. But he doesn't want to believe it.

Papa Gibran took his business card and gave it to Marcell.

"Prove that word. You can come to this address to account for everything."

Marcell received the business card along with papa Gibran's home address and kept it in his pocket.

"Now come out. I'm waiting for your arrival and your parents to take responsibility for your actions" Papa said so coldly.

Marcell got out of the black car.

It seems that the events of that night continue to ring in his brain. He smiled as he remembered that. Honestly, Marcell is a little interested in Anggi, even though he is five years different from her. Anggi still looks cute like a girl his age.

"Destiny will bring us together again, Anggi. It turns out that my seed grew in my sister's womb." Marcell smiled as he imagined how he would become a father. But he didn't expect it to be this fast.

Now all he had to think about was, how could he marry Anggi, if he had nothing. Does he have to call her now to ask for help?

Ah, but Marcell didn't want to contact someone he was avoiding. It is better to try with your own hard work.

"Marcle...!" call a pretty girl his age.

She is Nindy, the girl who has been chasing after Marcell since the beginning of 1st grade High School.

The girl was astonished to see Marcell entering the car. And now Nindy was worried when she saw the tip of Marcell's lips were slightly bloody and blue.

"Geez Cell, what's wrong with you? Who did this to you?" Nindy was about to touch the tip of Marcell's lips, but Marcell slightly retreated.

"But Cell, I'm worried about your injuries. Let me treat him, will I?" persuade Nindy.

Marcell took his breath. He's not good at rejecting it. Nindy is such a good girl. They have also been friends since first grade High School.

Although Nindy has expressed feelings for him, Marcell has given understanding to Nindy, if she wants to focus on her school.

Lucky Nindy understood that. But, until this moment the girl was still waiting for the man in front of her. He'll wait until school graduation. He wants to express his feelings again.

So far Nindy has never seen Marcell close to any girl other than herself. Many people actually like Marcell. But Nindy always threatened anyone who became his rival.

"Thank you, Nin?" marcell said as Nindy finished compressing her wound.

Nindy smiled. "sama-sama Cell. Oh yea. Who actually did this to you, Cell? I never knew you had an enemy."

Marcell fell silent. There's no way he'd say if the one who did it was Papa from the girl he hamili.

"Oh, this was actually just a misunderstanding with someone. Don't think about it. Yaudah now go in there." tell Marcell.

To be honest Nindy still wants to accompany the idol. But he also did not want to miss his school lessons. Especially in the coming school exams.

"All right, I'm going back to class. But the bonceng will come home?"

"Every princess" answered Marcell.

Nindy blushed to hear Marcell call her 'master princess.' He was sure that long ago Marcell would have feelings for him as well.

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After taking Nindy home. Nindy's house is not far from her uncle's. Marcell immediately looked for the man he had considered Uncle all along.

Seeing the Uncle was in his shop, Marcell immediately approached him and said all the events that had happened between him and Anggi at that time. But not as detailed as they do.

"You're responsible, Cell. You're a man. But Uncle was surprised, You're the first time you do it, it turns out your seeds are also tokcer?" Uncle Adam chuckled. While Marcell was just smiling scratching his nape a little embarrassed. "Do you have to contact Ora...."

"No Uncle! Enough Uncle who came with me to propose my future wife. Uncle doesn't have to call anyone. Marcell will also use all Marcell's savings for everything he needs."

Uncle Adam nodded. He knew that Marcell didn't want to talk about someone that Marcell had banned for Uncle Adam.

"alright. You are a responsible man. Uncle likes that." Uncle Adam's mangosteen. "But by the way, what's the name of your future wife, Cell?"

Hearing a question from Uncle Adam, Marcell again remembered with the face of Anggi who thought it was so beautiful and cute. The young man smiled at her smile.

"His name is Anggi, Uncle" replied Marcell.

Uncle Adam frowned. " Why do you call him Brother?"

"Hehehe, because he is older than me, Uncle," replied Marcell grinningly.

"What?" Uncle Adam was glued. He came to imagine many young artists now marrying women older than them. And now Marcell's following in the footsteps of one of them?

It felt like Uncle Adam wanted to cry just hearing Marcell say.

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